“Josh’s getting older now. I guess I had better start dressing a little more conservative around him.” Suddenly she felt a small tingle between ...her thighs. She didn’t look at him until the show was over. Then she sat up and asked, “Are you going to stay for dinner tonight? I’m ordering pizza.” Josh muttered his assent, not wanting to look at her. His face turned red. “Call your parents then,” she suggested. Josh complied, reaching over and grabbing the phone that sat next to him on the end. In this position she hoped to see his big cock moving in and out of her curly-haired cunt (a lustful, voyeuristic, secret desire of hers) but all she could see was her furry mound moving up and down as she pumped her hips. "Oh that feels good! I can feel you filling me up. You're hitting my g-spot every time you go in. Fuck me with your big, hard cock." She continued to buck up and down like a cowgirl riding a bronco. She couldn't see that big cock splitting her furry lips, but oh did it feel. " "Around you go, then." Obediently, she gracefully turned, spread, and grabbed her ankles. Re-lubing, I slid my finger in. "Squeeze," I said, and her well-trained asshole responded immediately, luxuriously milking my finger. Six years of training had paid off. Not that I had fucked her ass at twelve--she was only performing oral at that age--but on her twelfth birthday was when I had started training that virgin ass, just like I had on Amy's and Natalie's twelfth. " Glad to hear it," Julietta replied giving him a nudge with her elbow."Hey, wanna dance?" "Sure." Kyle followed her down to the dance floor and took the opportunity to check her out. He really dug the short black skirt and boots and the black and white cut-off top she wore really showed her off. Once they were on the dance floor, Kyle let himself go. He'd always enjoyed dancing, especially in clubs and when a lot of his friends went through that phase where they thought that dancing was 'gay',.